"I hate you."
"You... You hate me?" Rebekah asked her in surprise, her sister being the least one who she thought that would hate her. She looked down, trying to blink to erase the tears that were beginning to form in her eyes. "You should hate me, in fact. I saw you get daggered by Nik and be put in a coffin for more than nine hundred years, and did nothing about it. I am really sorry..."













